Snacks and last 18-miler

THURSDAY: When Jenny and I were running the other night we passed this homeless man, nothing new there. However, this is something along the lines of what he said.

Homeless man: Damn, I've been starving all day. If I would've known the two best snacks would pass my way....

And then I couldn't hear him anymore. I definitely have never been called a snack before. Very interesting.

FRIDAY: Jenny and I dressed up in our cute little dresses and went to Michael's bday party. Our friend whom we hadn't seen in a while told us that we look really good, like really fit. It's good to know all our training for this marathon has taken a good effect on the appearance of our bodies. We ate scrumptious sushi, then funfetti cake, then jello shots, then watched fairies prance around for the rest of the night. It was wonderful.

SATURDAY: J and I lounged around and watched movies til we realized we should probably run. We drove up to Encinitas and ran a crapload of hills. Too bad it got dark on us, we got attacked by spiders, and we almost got ran over by cars....hey but it was fun. We still felt good after the 18 miles so I think we will do fine in three weeks when the time comes to make our bodies hurt tremendously.

Ok, it's sunday now and it's running shoe shopping time.

Pepper

So, today started out like every other day. By the by, happy birthday to my friend and co-worker Lindsay. Morning was fine. Nine of us from work went to Rainwaters (a restaurant) for lunch for her birthday. Lindsay, Holly, Raylene, and I definitely had the giggles and were laughing the entire time. Not to mention Brian was joining them in making fun of me...but nothing new there.

Here are the events of lunch. A waiter unintentionally scared Holly to death by creeping up to her if she wanted a refill on her drink, or something like that. Laughed about that. Then he creeped up again and as I grabbed my water glass I saw his pitcher of water about to pour in my glass. Sneaky little fella. After each person got their meal he would ask us if we wanted fresh ground pepper. In the laughing state we were in, it was rather funny that after every single person it was the same "freshgound pepper?"

Another coworker at the end of the table thought that the waiter was cute and told me that I should ask him for his number. Everyone else at the table proceeded to embarass me and they talked about what the waiter and my wedding would be like....you know instead of throwing rice in the air people would throw pepper. Joyce, the woman who thought he was cute, asked him what his name was and if he was single. Turns out he is....therefore everyone kept telling me to ask for his number and whatnot. He totally knew what was up and was getting embarassed meanwhile my entire table is laughing hysterically. So, I wrote my number down on a piece of paper and when we were leaving I said "Thanks for helping us out today" and handed him my paper.

So lunch was hysterical. I go back to work, resume whatever I'm doing and everyone keeps coming up to me and starts asking me about pepper. Good lord...good times. An hour later, Lindsay comes up to me and asks me to come up to the front desk. I was busy so I asked her if she could give me five minutes and she said, "well IIIIIII can." I was like, you have got to be kidding me. SO I go to the front desk and low and behold, the waiter is in our reception area. Yep, my face turned bright ass red. That takes some balls to come up to my work place. Apparently Joyce said that he should stop by on his break and told him where we all worked. I'll tell you what WOW.

Talked with him outside for 10 minutes then I said I should probably get back to work. He gave me his number and said give me a call. I said things dont work that way and he said he would call me later.

SOOOOO we'll see what happens. But jesus, that fucking hilarious. I was not expecting my day to go anything like that.


Jenny and I went to fashion valley after work. As we were leaving I said we should stop by the shoe store. It was closed.

Me: We should go to Steve Madden.
Jenny: But it's closed.
Me: It's ok. We can do a walk-by. It's kinda like a drive-by but not.
Jenny: It's a drive-by shoeing!!!


Greatest joke ever. And my day is complete.

Boy Bands

So, one of the greatest things happened on thursday...i probably SHOULDN'T be too proud of this but I really am. I got one NSYNC album and four Backstreet Boys albums, compliments of Raylene. Oh my god....we were so excited to listen to them at work it's unbelievable. Kinda got some crap from our co-workers but it was worth it. Now, I corrupted Jenny and it's what we listen to pre-running.

I have no shame liking these boys bands...their songs are fun and great to sing along to. I asked several girls which band they liked better. Raylene went with BSB because all of them share the spotlight. Then again if they focused on one too long that might hurt their sales because they are mostly unattractive. Jenny prefers NSYNC. She pointed out that they were set up more like an a-capella band. Besides Justin and JC were the hot ones anyway so it was ok that they stole the spotlight.

Sad I'm writing a blog about boybands. In fact I'm listening to BSB right now. HAHA!

So Jenny and I hit an alltime high today and ran 18 miles. 18. Jesus Christ on a cross. Honestly, what am I doing? One more month til the marathon. I'm actually excited...it should be fun.

We ran past Crown Point today. Um, almost got ran into the road by crazy boating fans. I'm surprised I'm not deaf...those boats were extremely loud. Oh well, that was a fun little spectacle.

On another note, more pour little nose is sunburned. After three hours of sweating I'm pretty sure the sunscreen you put on is all gone. Jenny and I have some hot tanlines from our sports bras...and by hot I mean rather funny but oh well. At least they're not as bad as Nick tanlines. It's ok Nick, you have hot legs and they'd look good with whatever tanlines they may have. ;-P

So I'm really in the mood to paint my nails...the only shitty thing about this is the nail polish comes off in a day and half...so what's the point? Is it really worth the beauty for a day when it's such a pain in the ass? I kinda feel the same way about shaving. Ok now I'm just rambling.

Time to do absolutely nothing.

Vince Vaughn and Docs

So i was enjoying a normal day of work on tuesday when i overhear a co-worker of mine say:

"Shut up. No he's not. Are you serious? Vince Vaughn is standing outside the Y on his phone?"


Instantly, I perk up and peer around the corner into her office. Luckily, Raylene (another coworker of mine) had heard the exact conversation. So we joined Lindsay, took our "lunch break" and went to stalk the celebrity. We drove to the YMCA, the apparent location of Vaughn. We drove by slow. Let me explain what happened.

We turned on the street, drove abnormally slow. I said, "Look for someone who's really tall and AHHHHHHHHHHH." Like a stupid girl from TRL I was screaming and pointing at Vince Vaughn outside on his phone. Luckily for me, the window was up and he didn't see me make an ass of myself.

We decided to circle the building again. I was going to jump out and get a picture on my camera phone. Low and behold, the actor was gone.

I find out later that he was filming a movie at the YMCA and the guys from my work were eating their lunch right in front of him. Bastards...so jealous.

I didn't really think I would be so obsessed over a movie star...but oh, I definitely became an obsessed little girl who can't control herself at the sight of an actor.

I wouldn't have been that excited for almost anyone else. I love Vince Vaughn. I loved him since I saw Psycho all those years ago. I mean please, I went out and bought The Cell for the mere purpose of looking at him.

That was one of the most glorious Tuesdays of my life. =)

Today is one of the best Wednesdays of my life: Jenny bought her first pair of docs. I seriously got teary-eyed in Journeys. I love corrupting everyone and making them buy docs. Oh what a fabulous week this is turning out to be.

First dates

So Jenny is going on a date tonight. One of the best parts of going on a date is actually before you even see you partner. You try on 50 different outfits until you find that one perfect one that just makes you feel good. Confidence is definitely something you need when going on a first date...and what you wear can definitely affect that.

Sad, but I can't really remember the last date I went on. Then again, I don't really care. Although lonely, I don't really want to date or have a boyfriend or whatever. Honestly, what's the point? Perhaps I could just be a bitter girl...but for once I really don't think that's the case. I always hear Brad's girl stories and normally I would hope that I would have stories to tell him in return...but it just seems like an abnormal effort that is pointless.

Random sidenote...Jenny is obessed with the lint brush. She just lintbrushed her entire body INCLUDING the inside sleeve of her jacket. Honestly, crazy girl. =)

Ok back on track. Well at least I have one boy in my life who I can sleep with and pour my heart out to...and I'm actually going to dinner with him tonight. Crap, I should probably get ready. More babble later.

Holiday weekends are fabulous

So I'm definitely a grandma. I cannot for the life of me go out two nights in a row.

Saturday night was a blast. It was the first time Jenny was able to drink in over a month and a half....needless to say, we were happily drunk. The two of us went to PB Bar & Grill. Although I'm not really interested in hooking up with anyone, it's still nice to have random guys hit on you. However, I get rather pissed when they dance behind you for two seconds then feel the need to grab your boob. Fucking gross guys. Besides that, Jenny and I finally got to dance and work our shit. Ha, I can't believe I just said that. Anyway...

Sunday was awesome. It just confirms the fact that I adore the people at my work. We had our annual labor day work party. Jenny came and met all the characters at my work. So I was pretty much the only girl over 12 that went in the pool. Yeah, I realize I'm like 5 years old but oh well. What really made me happy is that women kept saying they would never get in a bathing suit around work people and that they were selfconscious. #1. Glad I don't give a fuck. #2. People kept calling me thin. #3. People said that if they had my body they would be in the pool too. It's nice to hear things like that especially after being at USD for four years. You sometimes forget that the whole world isn't all plastic-picture-perfect. Even though I don't have the stereotypical rockin' body, I'm healthy and I should be damn proud of what I look like. And I've decided that other people should remember that too.
Sunday night I was going to go out but I passed out instead. Fucking grandma symptoms.

Monday was fabulous. Got to hang out with my dear Andrew. Always so happy to see my baby. Bought some sunglasses with the help of the queer eye. Jenny and I had 5 miles...which normally isnt bad but I think my body was too tired from the weekend to bust out a good run. After a weekend of almost hanging out, I finally saw Brad and caught up on the weekend and such.

Overall, one hell of a holiday weekend. =)

16 Mile Delirium

Jenny and I ran around Coronado today. It would've been perfect had my quad actually been functioning. But we made it thru nonetheless. Now we're off to get drunk. More stories tomorrow. =)

Apartment and hormones

First off, I would like to thank the following people because as Jenny and I were actually hanging things on our wall, we realized we didn't pay for shit in our apartment. I absolutely adore my family and friends. Thanks to:

Jenny's parents: They drove from Colorado to Vegas with a stationwagon with jennys bed and desk, our dining room table, out tv stand, and a shit load of dishes.

My aunt: the love seat

Nina: temporary USD bed

Michael: helping me take the bed back to USD

My grandma: my queen-size bed and silverware

Nick: for taking my ass out to escondido to pick up the bed

Josh (our neighbor): free tv

Lisa: dvd player

Brad and Kev: desk and couch




SO yeah, jenny and I didn't pay for shit...and it's absolutely wonderful. Our place is finally home now that we have our whiteboard and mirror up. Come visit. =)

On another note, my hormones have been on overload. I see a guy and I want to jump on him. Bad news, listen to this. I realized today while I was running with Jenny that I've been flirting with my supervisor at work. I can't help it though because he's a smartass so I'm going to be one right back at him. Hopefully, that's not construed as "flirting." Irregardless, (Ah i love mean girls) Andi get your shit together.

I'm super excited for the weekend. Andrew's coming into town so it's going to be out of control. Maybe the alcohol will suppress my hormones...but I doubt it. Alright it's bedtime.